aunt in Scotland who was in want of a bright young companion. Apparently, however, he hadn't.
"The question is," he went on, "the future. I understand you have no living relatives?"
"I'm alone in the world," I said, and was struck anew by my likeness to a film heroine.
"You have friends?"
"Every one has been very kind to me," I said gratefully.
"Who would not be kind to one so young and charming?" said Mr. Flemming gallantly. "Well, well, my dear, we must see what can be done." He hesitated a minute, and then said: "Supposing—how would it be if you came to us for a time?"
I jumped at the chance. London! The place for things to happen.
"It's awfully kind of you," I said. "Might I really? Just while I'm looking round. I must start out to earn my living, you know?"
"Yes, yes, my dear child. I quite understand. We will look round for something—suitable."
I felt instinctively that Mr. Flemming's ideas of "something suitable" and mine were likely to be widely divergent, but it was certainly not the moment to air my views.
"That is settled then. Why not return with me today?"
"Oh, thank you, but will Mrs. Flemming"
"My wife will be delighted to welcome you."
I wonder if husbands know as much about their wives as they think they do. If I had a husband, I should hate him to bring home orphans without consulting me first.
"We will send her a wire from the station," continued the lawyer.
